Tonight, I watched several hours of one-acts. (This week, I'm trying to see how much theatre I can take before I O.D.) There were many good shows. And, Scott Hogan is offically a god to me. He's just incredibly talented, or at minimum, he's my kind of actor. Subtle, genuine, he has a presence without being desperate and obnoxious about it like so many of the actors I witnessed this evening. He impressed me in Hopscotch, but he blew me away in Guarding the Bridge. Who would have known that the same guy I watch practically every week at Improv Mafia had such amazing talent, such endless capacity for compelling drama? And he's a freshman!
< / gushing >
On the way walking home, I ran my left eye into a tree branch. (That tree came out of nowhere!) It hurts like hell, and it's red and gross-looking, but I can see just fine, so I guess I'll hold off on a trip to the emergency room. Hopefully I'll have time to run to Health Services tomorrow sometime this week. And if not, you know, I'll just go blind, the way prophets sometimes do. I don't want to stay awake, because I want my eye to heal, but I don't think I can sleep yet.
Actually, I've had a lot of trouble sleeping lately for almost a month.
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